Good boy." That's not Bob Brown's daughter, she's a whore. Summers, you of all people should have figured that out. She works for his ex wife. What's ...our new boss telling you these days?" So why'd you bring her?" She might bring in some money if we dress her right. If not, when's the last time we did a kiddy snuff flick?" Leroy, some times I think I'm a good influence on you. Good thinking. Let's go see Momma. I think we ought to let the kids watch us make this one. It might keep them from. ’ She patted her bump. ‘I’m about two weeks away from giving birth to a baby no one wants. At least not my now ex-boyfriend nor the married cheat who gave me this.’ ‘But you want it?’ I risked asking that. ‘Of course. The baby is mine. I hadn’t expected to be a single Mum but my parents have been great. Until tonight, so had Brian.’ ‘Perhaps he’s scared of the responsibility?’ ‘I don’t know. We were planning to set up home together, in his flat…’ I could see that she was on the brink of tears. Why did you need to see me? Unless you know shorthand, we’re not hiring.”“Err… this is a school, isn’t it?”“Of course.”“I’m one of your students.”An uncontrolled laugh escapes my throat. This person must be pulling my leg.“You can’t be!” I say. As he frowns, I go on: “This is a girls' school.”He whitens ever-so-slightly.“But it’s not possible! I applied and was accepted! Here, let me show you the letter.”He rummages through his bag while I curse the secretary. Still, his mere presence gives me. You clear your throat, standing with your arms crossed leaning on the frame of the door staring in my direction. My body twirls around quickly. Facing you I flush and my face is blank. I don't know what to say. You just stare at me for a moment before taking a step out toward me. I look down, nervous, as you stop directly in-front of me. Standing there for several moments, I can smell you, feel the warmth radiating off your body onto my bare skin.. My breathing starts to quicken, not sure if.